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Previously on Kyle XY...

What is it?

It's you.

1985?

I found out his name.
The guy in the photo.

Adam Baylin.

Adam Baylin has been
missing for 20 years.

You gotta stop asking questions.
Forget about the past.

Because if you don't
they'll kill you, Kyle.

7-8-1-2-2-7 was scheduled
for termination two months ago.

This company cannot afford to have
that subject loose in the outside world.

- Kyle!
- It's all gonna be okay.

I've got a great thing going,
and I'm not gonna ruin it.

Great for you. Go out with
Amanda, tap Hilary on the side.

I can't help feeling
that I've let you down.

Let me down?

You made me feel
like I was your son.

Noah, is that really you?

Who are you?

It's Mom.
We finally found you.

The kids called from the car.
Apparently, he had a seizure.

It's gonna be okay.
We're gonna figure this out.

That's about what happened.

It's all we've
been talking about.

At a glance, anyone would believe
the Petersons and I were related.

They'd say I had
her mouth and his chin.

But I wanted more
than a passing resemblance.

Instead of thinking
they could be my parents,

I needed to feel
that they were.

They look like nice people.

What the hell
kind of name is Noah?

I can't believe you.
Kyle's getting hauled off.

Can't you think
of something decent to say?

It's not like I want him to go.
He doesn't even look like a Noah.

Do you think they'll want
to take me home with them soon?

Maybe.

I don't know.

We'd lived in Hong Kong
for two years when it happened.

Five years ago Noah left for
school and never came home.

We thought it was a kidnapping,
some sort of extortion scheme.

David's an executive for a bank.

There was never a ransom call.

There were no clues,
from the beginning.

Still, we never stopped
looking for him.

We never stopped hoping.

And finally, out of nowhere,

a hit on a missing
person website.

We couldn't tell from the picture,
but, uh, after talking to the detective

and now seeing him...

I used to call him
my wandering wonder.

Sharp, inquisitive.

Studying everything,
taking it all in.

Kyle is...
I'm sorry.

-We're so used to calling him that.
-We understand.

Kyle is special.
And different in many ways.

He was born
with some physical defects.

His organs weren't
all in the right place.

Corrective surgeries
have made him as good as new,

but without a bellybutton.

-We have so many questions.
-Hmm. So do we.

Well, they'll have to wait.

The hospital arranged some DNA tests
to verify paternity. In the meantime...

We were told that Noah has no memory
from the day before he was found.

I put this photo album together.

Thought it might
jog some memories.

You said you had answers.

Foss! Listen to me.
I know you're there.

Who are these people?

I have questions.

-Go ahead.
-Where am I from?

Well, let's see.
You were born in Manhattan.

And from there we moved
around a little bit.

DC, Connecticut, Hong Kong.

-Do I have brothers or sisters?
-We only wanted one.

-Pets?
-We're both allergic.

Kyle, slow down.

Maybe if we tell you
some stories.

You remember the old
claw foot tub?

From the house in Connecticut?

When we were moving
to Hong Kong,

Noah kept insisting
he didn't want to go

because he didn't know what
the tub would be like.

David, as a surprise,
had the tub shipped.

He jumped in it as soon as
we took it out of the crate.

-Slept in it that night.
-And every night until...

Is there anything else
you want to ask?

Yes. Who's Adam Baylin?

-Doesn't sound familiar.
-Professor William Kern?

-Who?
-This logo? Do you recognize it?

- Kyle.
- No, they act like they know me.

They can't tell me anything
to help me remember.

They don't know why people
are missing

or how these people
are connected to me.

It's a lot to take in.

It seems like for all of you,
five years is just gone.

Let's go, people.
God is waiting.

You want to go to Amanda's
confirmation with me?

Sure. Church is neat.

And I never get a chance
to wear this suit.

When do you ever wear
that suit?

And when did you start reeking
of my aftershave?

-Aha. What's her name?
-Okay.

Maybe there's this girl named
Ashleigh that I met at a party.

Maybe she goes to Holy Family
and sings in the choir.

And maybe she finds
the scent of a man irresistible.

Tuck in your shirt.
The Lord hates a slob.

Watch yourself.
Church isn't supposed to be fun.

Oh, is that why you never go?

God, she's hot.

Oh, my God,
can I even say "God"?

Sorry.

Everywhere I looked,

church provided
unsettling contrasts.

People whose beliefs encouraged
honesty also practiced betrayal.

There was a lot about church
I didn't understand,

but I did know that faith meant
believing in something,

often without tangible proof.

I wondered if I'd be able to do
the same with the Petersons

and come to accept them
wholeheartedly.

What's he putting on her head?

Everyone else
is being quiet, Josh.

I think we should be quiet too.

Did the church walls crumble
at the sight of you?

Very funny.

Yeah, I'd gotten used to Kyle
having no memories.

It feels kind of strange to have
his whole life laid out before us.

Well, he looks happy
in these photos.

-How you doing?
-I'm fine.

You can't be fine.
I'm not fine.

Since day one,
he's been searching for clues

to who he is
and where he comes from.

And now he knows.

For me to be upset
would just be selfish.

Or human.

I'm fine.

I'm just so proud of her.

Oh.

-Look, it's our neighbor.
-Hi.

- Hi.
- Hey, Kyle.

Good to see you feeling better.

Thanks.

Amanda, I think we should go
and thank the bishop now.

-We already thanked him.
-Amanda.

-Okay. God.
-Shh.

Her mother is a piece of work.

I think Amanda
has bigger problems right now.

I know about Hilary.

You can't tell her.

I'm not the one who should.

-Men are such dogs.
-Gee, thanks.

You've proven yourself to
be moderately un-doglike but...

Amanda's the nicest girl
in the universe.

How could he cheat on her?

She's a nice girl who doesn't believe in
sex before marriage, and he's a guy.

-That's hideous logic.
-But accurate.

- Church sucks.
- News flash.

-Did you get the DNA results?
-Not yet.

The police run their plates?
Have they done anything

to prove the Petersons
are who they say?

They're not criminals, Declan.

They're a nice, married couple
from Connecticut who lost their son.

- I just want to make sure.
- He has a point.

I mean, aliens can't just land
their craft on the front yard

and get Kyle without
drawing attention.

They hatched the perfect plan.

We invite them into our home,
and they make off with our alien.

What?

You wanted to see me,
Ms. Thatcher?

Every day that subject
781227 remains alive,

we risk someone
discovering his abilities.

He's always surrounded
by people.

It makes it very complicated
to try to take him out.

But I do have a plan in motion.

Just find a moment when
he's alone and get rid of him.

I do not want any evidence
of our experiment to exist

outside the walls
of this company.

Let's think this through.

You remember being
in a car on a rainy night.

And seeing Tom Foss
kill Kern in the woods.

Then you woke up alone.

With no memory of what just happened.
No memories at all.

We know Professor Kern
was connected to Adam Baylin,

who looked just like me 20 years
ago before he disappeared.

I'm also ruling out time travel
and aliens in pink goo.

It's too ridiculous.

And Adam Baylin drew a picture
of the keycard logo.

Which you subconsciously drew.

Which led me to a location
I couldn't identify.

Then your supposed
real parents show up.

With no idea of where I've been
for the past five years

or why I can do
the things I can do.

I got nothing.

But you're not a superhero,
either.

I wish more things
would come back to me.

They're trapped in my head.

I bet Tom Foss
could put those pieces together.

We can't go near Foss.
It's too dangerous.

You should have seen Charlie
all clean-cut and churchy,

holding her hand
like a freaking choir boy.

Too bad she can't make him
sing like I can.

Hil, I hate to be all doom
and gloomy,

but you know
this can't end well, right?

He doesn't want to hurt
her right now

because she lost her dad,
but I can wait.

And what happens
if he dumps her for you?

You're with a guy who's
cheating on his girlfriend.

What's to say
he won't do that to you?

How are you suddenly
a relationship expert?

It's not like Declan's
Mr. Ideal Boyfriend.

No, but weirdly enough,
I trust him.

- Turnaround of the century.
- Crazy, huh?

But sweet.

I'm happy for you.

I didn't get a chance
to thank you for my present.

It was really thoughtful.
Saint Colette is--

Patron saint of people
who've lost a parent.

Yeah.

We haven't had the chance to talk about
what's happened to you since yesterday.

You want to?

You should be happy.
You don't look happy.

-I'm not.
-Uh...

Funny thing about my religion,

there's a saint for pretty much
everything.

Cab drivers,
stomachaches, geese.

There's even a patron saint
for bald people.

Sometimes I wonder,
if, heh, everything's covered,

then why do so many bad things
happen to people?

I realized that everyone needs something
to get us through the bad stuff.

So I need a saint.

The patron saint of lost pasts
and confusing futures.

Any idea where I can find one?

Why are they coming again?

Nothing's triggered recognition.

The more they get
to know each other,

the more hope
of Kyle remembering them.

Unless there's nothing
to remember.

Josh has spun an alien conspiracy theory
of epic proportions.

This is difficult, but we have
to start dealing with the idea

that Kyle might be leaving us.

What's the matter?

I just got off the phone
with the hospital.

The DNA is a match.

Well, now we know.

I'm not going with them.

Damn straight.

Kyle, of course
we don't want to lose you,

-but it's not that easy.
-They're your family.

You're my family.

I don't care what the test says,
they're strangers to me.

How can I go live with them when
you're the only family I know?

-Kyle, wait.
-Honey.

I'd read the story of the father
who sacrificed his son

for the good of all mankind.

I wondered if having faith

meant making our own sacrifices
for the good of others.

You can kneel if you want to.
Helps sometimes.

Gets you in the mood to pray.

I've never prayed before.

It's simple.

It's like telling your troubles
to a friendly ear.

I'm in search of a saint.

Well, you picked a good place.

What do you need a saint for?

I don't know where I belong.

I don't know where I come from.

But I'm supposed to go there,

wherever it is,
with people I don't know.

That's a lot to handle.

I don't know what to do.

And I'm not sure how any of this
here is supposed to help.

Well, whether or not you
consider yourself a believer,

there's someone out there
who made you,

who cares about you very much.

In the midst
of a confusing situation,

you may not be able to see
or appreciate him,

but he's there and
he wants you to have the answers

to all of your questions.

-When?
-When the time is right.

I didn't know where
I was or who had taken me.

But it seemed the danger I had been
warned of had finally come to pass.

The memories that haunted me
came flooding in again.

Was I remembering my past?

Or was history
repeating itself?

Julia and I prayed
for his safety.

We were thankful he was taken in
by people like you and Nicole.

-Are you a religious family?
-I take it you're not.

Well, I was raised to be, but it
got away from me over the years.

Yeah, we never used
to be either,

but when you lose a child,

somehow you need a kind of
higher power for comfort.

I can't blame him
for being scared.

We're strangers to him.
And he's like a stranger to us.

Maybe he's not
the only one who's scared.

What if those five years
have changed him somehow?

They've changed me.

He's still the same boy
you knew.

No matter what happened.

He's still got a sweet tooth.

I caught him putting
Sour Patch Kids on his cereal.

- Oh, my.
- Yeah.

And he's funny.
You know, not just his humor,

but the way he looks
at the world.

I mean,
he can turn everything

and show it to you
in a whole new way.

And he's got such a strong
sense of what's right,

and he's so quick to learn

and so eager to connect
with other people.

Like he's connected with you.

With all of us.

Once again I was in a familiar
place, where my story began.

But suddenly, like a flash,
the whole story fell into place.

Don't do this.

Zzyzx ordered you
to exterminate him.

I can't let either
of you walk away.

You were Baylin's mentor.

He trusted you.
Now you're working for them.

Baylin gave up any claim on the boy
when he turned on the company.

They want the boy dead.

I finally had a piece
of the truth.

Now it was
time to get the rest.

It's all right! It's all right!
Settle down. Listen to me.

It's okay.

I'm sorry about the chloroform.

I tried to get the jump on you before
and it wasn't pretty so...

I remember what happened...
with Kern.

The two of you were
talking about Adam Baylin,

something called Zzyzx.

Is that connected with the location
I discovered in Baylin's papers?

The logo?

This is why I warned you
to stop asking questions.

You didn't bring me out here
to lecture me.

-No.
-Then why?

Because I thought
it would help you remember.

Did you hear something?

What?

Get down! Get down!
Go! Go!

Are you all right?
Come on! Give me your arm!

Go! Get in! Get in!

You don't know how to drive.

Hold on.

Go!

Hey.

What are you doing here?

Driving through
the neighborhood

and felt the strains of downer lesbian
music emanating from your house.

Thought you might need a boost.

Let me guess, you think I should
heal my pain through sex?

I was going for a heavy-duty mack session,
but if you insist...

It freaks me out, I spent so much time
not caring if Kyle was here or not...

and now that he might leave...

He's not going anywhere.

-You sound like Josh.
-He's got a life here.

A trippy, no-memory,
messed-up life,

but it's still a life.

He's not gonna throw
that away for two people

he has no memory of
ever knowing.

How can you be so sure?

Because the other ending
to that story's...

It's not something
I'm willing to accept.

You should've let me
take you to the hospital.

I'll take care of it.
Get out of here. Go.

I'm not getting out of this car
until you've told me everything.

You know most of it already.

We were in the woods.

And we were surprised by Kern.

And I killed him
because he was gonna kill you.

By the time I was done getting
rid of the body,

you'd woken up and...

and you wandered into the city

and got put
in juvenile detention.

Once Nicole Trager took you in,

I, uh, I just figured
it was smarter to...

...keep an eye on.

Tell me more.

Tell me why people want me dead,

why that test said David and
Julia Peterson were my parents

when I don't remember
anything about them.

Why don't I remember anything before that
night in the woods with Kern?

Okay, I'll tell you.

Should we be worried
he's not back?

I think he got overwhelmed.
We'll talk to him.

We can try again tomorrow.

-That would be great.
-Okay.

-Okay, thanks a lot for your time.
-You're welcome.

-Kyle.
-Noah.

Where you been?
Doing okay?

My mind was racing with the
information I'd just learned from Foss.

Foss, my patron saint of lost
pasts and confusing futures.

Everyone was there
in front of me.

The family who took me in

and the family who wanted
to take me home.

And right then,
I knew exactly what I had to do.

I remember.

Mom.

Dad.

I remember you.

I remember the vacation we had
when I was nine to Hawaii.

I'd never seen
a palm tree before.

And you took me
to the science museum

where they had the
Whispering Corridors.

And we went sailing
near the waterfall,

on the boat
with the rainbow sail.

And every night at the hotel,

I'd order the same thing
for dessert.

Banana split,
hold the banana.

Can you tell us what happened to you?
Where you've been all this time?

Still a blank.

Well, once you get home,

I'm sure you can find
a new therapist

who can help him recover
even more of his memory.

Can't you be his therapist?

Yeah, you know him
better than anyone.

No offense.

The Petersons
live in Connecticut.

So how soon before you leave?

Well, uh,
we don't want to rush anything.

I'll be ready to go by tomorrow.

Now that I know, I'm ready.

I can't believe he's leaving before
I got to make out with him.

Kidding.

We should be happy for him.

Keep telling yourself that,
Sister Sunshine.

I thought this was supposed
to be a goodbye party.

Woo-hoo.

I just don't get it.

You went from savant amnesia victim
to banana split guy in, like, two hours?

It all just came rushing back.

Dude,
I put myself out for you.

I kept your secrets, almost
screwed things up with Lori.

I did everything to help you get to the
bottom of the mystery and now it's done?

Yes.

There's something else
going on here.

Something you're not
telling me about.

You've proven you
can keep my secrets.

If there was anything, don't you think
I'd find a way to bring you in on it?

This sucks.

Oh, whoa.

Whoa, did you two
break up or something?

All right. Look, man.
I know you think I'm a bad guy.

It's just, I know where
Amanda stands on the sex thing.

Look, I respect her for it,
I do.

You know, I would give anything
for the self-control to wait for her.

I mean, this whole thing
with Hilary, it's just physical.

It has nothing to do
with how much I love Amanda.

-Great.
-It's okay, I understand.

You have needs.

I have needs too.

Right now, I need to do this.

Don't judge me. I've seen
the way you look at Amanda.

-You're dying to tell her.
-I'm leaving in a few hours.

The only thing I want
is to know that after I'm gone,

she'll be surrounded by trustworthy,
honest and kind people.

Because that's exactly
the kind of person she is.

-Bye, guys.
-Where are you off to?

-Out.
-I'm sure whatever it is, it can wait.

Kyle will be leaving soon.

Shouldn't you call him
Noah Peterson?

-That's his real name.
-Hey! Now that's not cool.

You get back here, Josh!

Stephen, he's protecting himself
from some strong emotions now.

He shouldn't be running off.

Well, just let him deal with it
in his own way.

-Stephen?
-What, Nicole?

Can't I be just
a little bit upset?

Yeah, Kyle's going off to his
home. That's where he belongs.

Doesn't make it any easier.

Through this whole
thing, you haven't faltered.

Not once.

Well, in my line of work,
this is what you hope for.

Most foster care stories
don't have happy endings.

For Kyle to be placed
with his real parents

and his memories coming back...

I couldn't be happier.

Well.

That's why you're
my higher power.

Oh...

You okay?

I'm totally not crying.

Water-proof mascara rules.

What happened?

You know the story.

Homewrecker-in-training
tragically rejected

by the heir
to the cheater's throne.

You can say you told me so.

What kind of homewrecker's
friend would that make me?

Put it behind you.

One day, you are gonna meet
a smart, faithful guy...

-Doctor. Uh...
-...who will whisk you off your feet.

In his convertible.

And you'll live happily ever after.

Until the magnificent
divorce settlement.

Exactly.

Have you seen Charlie?
He just disappeared.

He's inside. Cleaning up.

I can't believe you're leaving.

I'll see you again, though.

-It's not like forever, right?
-I don't want it to be.

Okay.
Then no goodbyes.

No goodbyes.

Just, like... see you.

See you.

Come on.

Need any help?

I'm not taking much.

I bet Stephen will be glad
to have his workshop back.

I don't know.

He may want to leave it this way
in case you want to come visit.

That would be nice.

You're not taking these?

Something to remember us by?

I'll draw new ones.

Kyle, if Josh doesn't make it
home to say goodbye,

-it's not because...
-I understand.

Thanks.

- Hey.
- Hey.

Come for a real goodbye?

Yeah, you know, I don't want him
to leave with me all mad at him.

-Totally un-doglike.
-Don't make a thing out of it.

Out of what?

The fact that you turned me
into a good guy.

I have?

What, Trager, you think all
this sensitive crap comes naturally?

Get real.

I feel like we're
having a moment.

I guess that's what happens
when you're in a relationship.

Yeah.

-Horrible, right?
-Awful.

-Hey.
-Hey.

We're all set here.

-So you're finally out of here?
-Yep.

After all that, you're just a regular kid
with normal parents.

Apparently.

I liked you better as an alien.

Don't worry. I still got
a few alien tricks up my sleeve.

♪ Where we gonna go from here ♪

♪ Where we gonna go from here ♪

♪ The car lights
In the driveway ♪

♪ Wonder who's going
Comin' my way ♪

♪ Tomorrow were turnin' ♪

Later.

♪ With another bright stage ♪

Later.

♪ The green grass
And a radio ♪

♪ Watching it fly past
Then away we go ♪

♪ 700 places, 700 ♪

-Thanks for everything.
-Take care, kid.

♪ And all of your ways
In all your thunder ♪

♪ Got me in a haze runnin'
For cover ♪

♪ Where we gonna go from here ♪

♪ Where we gonna go from here ♪

♪ The back of your eyes
Look like my mothers ♪

We'll call you every day.

♪ Where we gonna go from here ♪

♪ Where we gonna go from here ♪

-Ready?
-Ready.

♪ The time is, movin' on a side
How could I miss you ♪

♪ To another guy ♪

Declan.

I left a few things for you.
They're in my room.

Thanks, man.

♪ Got a best pin
Savin' a daughter ♪

♪ For the best man ♪

♪ 700 places, 700 faces more ♪

♪ And all of your ways
In all your thunder ♪

♪ Got me in a haze
Runnin' for cover ♪

♪ Where we gonna go from here ♪

♪ Where we gonna go from here ♪

♪ The back of your eyes
Look like my mothers ♪

♪ When we talk
You're like my brother ♪

♪ Where we gonna go from here
Where we gonna go from here ♪

I remember the vacation
we had in Hawaii when I was nine.

I had never seen
a palm tree before.

And you took me
to the science museum

where they had
the Whispering Corridors.

And we went sailing,

by the waterfall on the boat
with the rainbow sail.

You've proven you can
keep my secrets.

If there was anything, don't you think
I'd find a way to bring you in on it?

What you got there?

You two are very good liars.

It's our job.

-Banana split, hold the banana.
-Had to seem authentic.

And the DNA test.

We were provided the appropriate
genetic material.

-From who?
-Oh, you'll meet him soon.

It's done.

Zzyzx will come
after you, you know.

Rebecca Thatcher
will make it her mission.

Yeah.

-What are you gonna do?
-I'll be ready.

What did you tell him?

Go with the Petersons to keep
the Tragers out of danger,

and I'd send him to somebody
that could tell him everything.

- Good. I'll be waiting.
- Uh...

Tell me more.
Tell me why people want me dead,

why that test said David and
Julia Peterson were my parents

when I don't remember
anything about them.

Why don't I remember anything before
that night in the woods with Kern?

Okay, I'll tell you.

You don't remember
anything before that night

because there's
nothing to remember.

What do you mean?

Before that night...

for all intents
and purposes, you...

You didn't exist.

I assume the news isn't good.

According to records, the boy's
been returned to his birth parents.

That's amusing,
considering he doesn't have any.

I tried to find out
who they are,

but the paper trail led
to a series of dead ends.

As though he disappeared
without a trace.

Not entirely.

I have an idea
who's behind all of this.

Where are we?

All we were told
was to bring you here.

It's good to see you again,
Kyle.

I'm Adam Baylin.

What do you want from me?

What would you like to know?

Everything.

Then you should come with me.

Do you think they'll actually
tell him where he came from?

That he was nothing more than
a scientific experiment? A failed one?

Well, Baylin might disagree
with your assessment.

With being a failure?

After all, the boy did what neither of you
intended him to do when you started.

He survived
in the outside world.

I'll take care of 781227
and Adam Baylin.

In the meantime,
I've run the diagnostics.

781228
is in excellent condition.